day 2

hmm, what to do, what to do?
the first day is already through
and my mind is wandering,
soldering ideas,
watering seeds of pondering,
rolling out concepts like tortillas,
i see this scene, it’s crisp,
my minds eye spots the risk
in what’s next, i suspect the correct
and most direct method to project
my desired results is to bet
the farm, fear no harm,
and wander forth armed
with knowledge of my own divinity,
the winds of possibility spill the means
and the methods to make the ballad
of my life burst with beauty like rose buds,
exploding like scuds into soap suds
washing these visions and making them live,
day 2 is there for us to simply give
of ourselves without reservation,
proving life’s about the journey and not the destination